Имя Моей Тоски [Imya moej toski] [English translation]

Her swipe burns [me] like a whiplash sting.

She's [all] here, but one cannot touch her,

Like reflection in glass, like fire on the other bank of a stream.

And if you want it, then change your old ways or try walking on water, [but]

He whispers: Oh, Holy Lord, grant me knowledge of

What is the name of my thirst.

Between Thee and me lies my every word I [have] uttered

About how snowfall is slow,

About how the [blue] heavens are tall.

Holy Lord, if Thou art unable to

Set me free from prison of my blood that sputtered, [then]

Grant me knowledge of

What is the name of my thirst.

For Thou art [way] too far from me now.

Thou art [way] too far from me now -

Like air from the fire, water from the wave, heart from the blood flow;

And now I'm falling straight down, just two steps away from the ground:

Holy Lord, behold...

My sins Thou'st forgiven, and I know Thou art true;

But Thy everlasting Light dies when it touches my hand.

My Lord, if I ever return, then I will come back clean;

I will take care of the rest:

Grant me knowledge of what is the name of my thirst...

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Пси